Prisoner Inerrogation

Chapter 18


Jemma strains against the straps binding her and grits her teeth in anticipation of the impending jolt.

Si Lun flips the switch and the unleashed raw electricity flashes through the wires and into Jemma's quivering frame.

EEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

EEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

Jemma convulses and thrashes as thunderbolts of current course from the hellish machine into her tortured body.  Her muscles involuntarily twitch and jerk as she dances in reflex to the searing flow.

Her unconstrained screams reverberate from the walls and ceiling, the shrieks increasing in volume as she vents her agony

Si Lun switches the power off for a few moments.

Jemma still trembles and shakes,her muscles twitching and spasming.  Her wailing and moaning continue through the all too brief respite.

Si Lun flips the power on again.  Jemma, as expected, commences to scream yet again. 

Si Lun repeats the cycle of off, on, off, on.  Keeping Jemma convulsing and then hanging limp in her strictures.  She keeps it up for some 20 minutes.  During a down period she ups the voltage to 180 volts.   Then as she turns to resume the torture stops and goes back to the abominable black box. 

"This is taking too much time!.."  Reaching to the dial she turns it to 210 Volts.  She strides in front of Jemma and leers into her tear streaked face, looking onto  the terrified eyes and whispering,  "Hang on bitch!   This is gonna wake the dead!"

Si Lun returns to the table and reaching out her hand,  flips the devilish switch.

For a fraction of a second nothing!  Then Jemma goes rigid, her eyes nearly popping from her head, her hands, previously tightly clenched, splay open.  The cords in her arms and legs stand out in sharp relief.  Brilliant blue flashes dart from nipple to nipple, down over her strained torso to jump back and forth between the probes in her urethra and pussy.  She throws her head back and an ear piercing shriek from hell itself issues from her wide stretched mouth, lips curled back from her teeth.  Her body starts to convulse and thrash.  Waves of spasms ripple over her limbs, the members straining and jerking involuntarily.  It seems arms and legs must surely tear from their sockets as she tears at the bindings.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Si Lun stares in ghoulish glee at Jemma's jolting body, licking her lips in delight.  She switches the horrific flow of electric off and Jemma continues to writhe in agony.  Her hair is standing out straight from her head.. She wails and shrieks still, her body quivering and trembling, twitching.

Si Lun reaches to the black box. Jemma's eyes bulge from her head as she screams,
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Si Lun pauses, and smiling into Jemma's pain distorted face, asks if she has anything to reveal.

Her face contorted in agony, Jemma glares at Si Lun, and summoning every shred of courage she has, SPITS into Si Lun's face.

Si Lun wipes the spittle from her face, and glares at Jemma with a look of pure evil.  

"You shall pay very dearly for that."

Turning to the table she turns the dial to the maximum.   How can she direct yet MORE electricity into the shaking quivering creature in front of her without killing her.  Si Lun is not positive, but with the amperage flow she is using she believes she can send all the voltage she has at her command into the tortured body of her prisoner.

"STOP!"

It is the Colonel.  "Leave us take a small intermission so she may reflect on her recalcitrant attitude.  You can resume at any time. She will be able to relive what she has just experienced, knowing that when you  DO resume you will start at THIS point!"

"I don't like it!  She is near breaking!
I KNOW it!"


"Precisely.  Let her shall we say, catch her breath."

"But she has to pay for that last outburst!" says Si Lun petulantly.

"Hmmm yes.  The sputum.  Very well, why not a session with the strap or cane then?"

Si Lun's eyes take on a malevolent glitter and a devilish smile spreads across her face

'Oh yes!  YESSSSSS!!!

She goes to Jemma's twitching and shivering form and removes the wires, for the time being, and goes to her table and picks up the bamboo cane, then moves back to a spot in front of the shell of a human hanging there.

Jemma is not fully cognoscente of what has been going on in her all too brief respite.  However the site of her torturer, standing in front of her, tapping that fiendish cane in her palm, jolts her into the realization that she is about to be scourged yet again with that monstrous weapon.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!   For the love of heaven, NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!  Pleaseee NOO!!    I beg you, MERCY!!! PLEASEEEEE!  NOOOOO!!"

Her bulging terror-filled eyes please Si Lun no end.

"Yes my stubborn fool!  YESSSSSS!  I'm going to use this on your so sensitive body .  I'm going to lash and beat you.  You will think maybe the electric isn't so bad after all.   I will beat your breasts.  I will beat your body front and back till you scream loud enough so your filthy pack of rebels will hear you all over the city.   You will scream and scream again, begging me to stop.   I will NOT stop.   I intend scourging you until you cannot scream anymore.  And I'm going to start with those two prominent physical attributes you so highly value and which have become so tender.'

Si Lun steps back and draws back her arm.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

THWACK!!

Squarely across Jemma's painfully swollen nipples!

YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

THWACK!!


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

THWACK!!

THWACK!!

THWACK!!

NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

"Scream you bitch!  SCREAM for me!!!"

Jemma is beside herself.  Si Lun lashes her piteously tortured breasts again and again.   She is purposely concentrating on those magnificent globes.  Thrashing them, the hideous instrument sinking into the flesh..  New welts and red streaks appear as Si Lun joyfully scourges Jemma's breasts.

THWACK!!

THWACK!!

THWACK!!

On and on it continues.  Jemma shrieking and Si Lun gloating as she thrashes Jemma's tits.

"Enough my dear lady!  I think you have impressed upon our guest the folly of her action."

"Very well, but I haven't had a chance at the rest of her!"

"Ample time for that later my pet."

"Of course my leader. Perhaps we can play a bit with her cohorts when we return .  I think THAT one needs a bit more attention."  Pointing to Lori Beth.

Lori Beth pales and a shudder or terror slithers down her spine.


To Be Continued............